This came out in 2002 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Calling your band Pigeon-Hole takes some nerve. Luckily for this Montreal outfit, they have plenty of talent and originality to go with their chutzpah.
Fronted by singers Natasha Szuber and Isabelle Fahmy, the foursome blaze a trail that comfortably bridges the fertile grounds of folk, pop and indie-rock. Much of that effortless eclecticism is a byproduct of Szuber and Fahmy’s mesmerizing intertwined vocals. Although they’re usually singing at the same time, they’re seldom singing the same thing — instead of just harmonizing, they often sing different but complementary melodies and lyrics. And depending on the song, the mood — and the amount of energy being put out by their male rhythm section — Pigeon-Hole bring to mind the soaring ’60s troubadourism of Joni Mitchell, the Lilith Fair folk-pop of Indigo Girls or even the crunchy bubble-glam of Veruca Salt. That is, when they’re not converting Twisted Sister’s We’re Not Gonna Take It into a lilting reggae number. Forget pigeonholing them — just categorizing them is challenge enough.